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I wanna break the ice, wrapped around the device
A will sacrifice - already paying the price
I've got my head in the cloud, I haven't figured it out
Turn up the radio loud - it's transmitting my doubts

I'm losing control of my inhibitions - I'm drunk on the talking machine
I'm tired of hearing the new edition
I'm sick from the feed on the screen, I'm weak from the techno vaccine

I wanna fight the tide, I'm being brushed aside
I'm really burning inside - it's killing all of my pride
The cold is numbing my mind - the light is making me blind
I let myself be defined the way a tool is designed

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Where are the natural pools of water?
Where is the grass between my feet?
Where are the stars to survey my slumber?
I'm not where I thought I'd be

CHORUS

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from Dress for Nasty Weather [2014], released December 20, 2013

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